Spring is not a day for practice, but a hot summer is just the right time to sleep;

Mosquitoes in autumn and cold in winter, put away knives and guns and wait for next year!

The autumn wind blows, the leaves shake gently, today's small Taoist temple is extraordinarily quiet, out of the dust of the old road and go to the deep mountains to collect medicine, Wohu Mountain belongs to a vein of Yanshan, stretching for hundreds of miles, the vegetation is rich in it, rich in all kinds of medicinal materials, it is a natural treasure house, the old road usually treats and saves people, gives away decoction, plus every day for Xiao Yi to soak in a medicinal bath, the amount of medicine required is very huge, so every once in a while will go into the deep mountains, and then bring back all kinds of 'surprises' to Xiao Yi - poisonous snakes, scorpions, centipedes, toads......

The big rooster with a flower tail that likes to croak indiscriminately has been subdued by Xiao Yi, as for the method, hehe, Xiao Yi twisted the neck of the pheasant caught from the mountains in front of him, plucked the feathers and put it in the pot, and threw the pheasant bones in the yard after eating; After a few times, as soon as the big rooster saw Xiao Yi, he was immediately frightened, and even the routine crowing every morning was an octave lower, for fear that he would annoy this young man one day, and he directly put it in the pot.

Without the disturbance of foreign objects, and without the deterrence of the old way of dusting, lazy sleep is the king at this time!

Now is the time when the autumn is crisp and the temperature is suitable, and there are a large number of medicinal herbs in the Taoist temple, which can not only expel mosquitoes, but also calm the mind, Xiao Yi can finally devote all his energy to the great cause of sleeping lazily, and it is rare to have a spring dream, a sedan chair...... Red Candle ...... Mandarin ducks are ...... Hijab ...... Hey, even dreaming is an ancient version......

When Xiao Yi was sleeping so that the snot bubbles were about to come out, two humanoid big flies ran in, and the door of the Taoist temple was directly violently knocked open, and then Da Niu and Ma Liu ran directly into the bedroom, one carried Xiao Yi and ran out, and the other picked up the old medicine box and followed closely, Xiao Yi, who was so frightened that he woke up from his dream, while covering the vital point, he shouted again and again: "You should get me a piece of clothing!" My brother usually likes to sleep naked......"

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As soon as I arrived outside the town, I heard people shouting horses neighing, and the dust was flying, it turned out to be a group of horse dealers driving a large herd of livestock to camp outside the pavilion, Yuyang is located in the northern Xinjiang, there are often caravans from the grassland to sell horses, cattle and sheep, furs and other goods to the interior, and the profits are very amazing.

High profits naturally mean high dangers, the fierce Huns, the horse bandits who come and go like the wind, and the elusive wolves ......, but as the saying goes, no matter how dangerous the road is, it can't stop the footsteps of the merchants, only ten times the price, even in the palace of the king of Hades, they dare to break through.

A businessman, the bravest man in the world!

However, no matter how brave a person is injured, he will be injured if he is stabbed, and this time, several guys in the caravan were injured by red injuries, so there was a trip to Da Niu and Ma Liu.

Hundreds of miles around the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, it turned out that there was only one doctor, that is, the old way out of the dust, and then Xiao Yi came, and it became two.

Doctors, in ancient times is definitely a rare profession, the ancients, not for a good appearance is a good doctor, and when the prime minister, when a doctor, there is a prescient condition, that is, you have to be literate, illiterate is not able to understand the pharmacopoeia, can not prescribe medicine, but in the Eastern Han Dynasty, people's literacy rate is simply low and terrible, I am afraid that even one in a thousand can not reach, often the whole village is illiterate, which causes the country to lack both good appearance, but also lack of good doctors.

It just so happens that Xiao Yat is literate, since Qin Shi Huang unified the Chinese language, although the years have passed, the country has changed, the representative of the cocoa civilization - Chinese characters have not changed, until modern times there is a simplified, traditional Chinese, but the two are still mutually accommodating.

For more than half a year, in addition to practicing martial arts, Xiao Yi read the medical classics in the room in the Taoist temple, and also followed the old Taoist to collect medicine and make medicines; Sometimes Xiao Yi even thinks that if one day the Taoist priest can't do it, it is also a good choice to change his career to become a langzhong.

Originally, this group of horse dealers was a little suspicious when they saw that it was a little Taoist priest who was invited, after all, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy didn't look like Lang Zhong no matter how he looked at it; However, Xiao Yat quickly shut them up with facts.

Frostbite on snow and ice? Easily, the badger oil in the mountains has a miraculous effect on frostbite and scalds.

Wolf bites? It is easy, wash the wound repeatedly with water, and then use a plaster to pull out the poison, which is a cure for rabies in later generations.

Cuts? No problem, wrap the best white medicine and wrap it in layers of fine linen, as for whether you will get tetanus, then only God knows, after all, there are still more than 2,000 years before penicillin comes out......

When in the end, Xiao Yat used sheep intestines to sew up a man's saber-opened belly, the cry of the miracle doctor resounded all around......

In order to express his gratitude, a moved tearful horse team leader took out two fat and strong Hun horses from the horse herd and stuffed them into Xiao Yi's hands, and threatened that if he didn't accept it, he would pick the guy's freshly stitched belly again, and really pulled out a steppe scimitar and made a random gesture, so Xiao Yi had to reluctantly agree.

After all, there are a few men who don't like horses, and good horses in this era are equivalent to sports cars in later generations, and only with good cars can there be good girls!

Da Niu and Ma Liu, who had been eyeing the horses for a long time, hurriedly dragged Xiao Yi and helped him evaluate the horses together, and the three of them talked about the quality of the two horses while watching; Ma Liu seemed to have a special understanding of horses, and after looking at it for a while, he began to introduce Xiao Yi:

"If you want to ride a horse, you must first understand Soma; Learn about the breed of the horse, its origin, its temperament, its teeth, and the differences in shape between each part of the horse's body. A master can tell at a glance whether a horse is good or bad."

Eyes - to be large, round, full and shiny;

Ears – should be small, pointed, and flexible to turn.

Head – Slightly smaller and longer, with well-defined bones and less cheeks.

Neck – to be long, curved, and tall.

Back and waist - straight and powerful, good elasticity.

Limbs – dry and strong, firm and erect. The length and slope of the system are moderate and elastic.

Hoofs - the front hooves are rounded, the hind hooves are slightly pointed, the thickness is moderate, the size is moderate, and the hoof is tough.

Surprised that Ma Liu had such erudite knowledge of Soma, Da Niu explained in a low voice beside him: "Ma Liu's ancestral home is Shandan at the foot of Qilian Mountain, and his ancestors are officials who have raised horses for the imperial court for generations. The Shandan Military Horse Field is located in the Damaying Grassland Beach at the northern foot of the Lenglongling Mountains in Qilian Mountain, where the territory is vast, the terrain is flat, the soil is fertile, the pasture grass is flourishing, and it is the important place for the soldiers to raise horses in the past dynasties.

Later, Ma Liu's father offended the local Qiang leader and died in a local tribal vendetta; In order to avoid the enemy, he came to Youzhou with his mother to join his uncle Niu Blacksmith, but he didn't expect his mother to die of illness halfway, leaving only poor Ma Liu to find his uncle's family after all the hardships.

Looking at Ma Liu's gloomy eyes, Xiao Yi patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said silently in his heart: "They are all people with stories"!

The reason is very simple, the Central Plains regime has always been hostile to the steppe nomads, prohibiting the transit of ironware, tea, and cloth, and the same nomads know that the Central Plains lacks horses, and will not let the horses flow into the interior. Even the occasional good horse has been castrated to prevent it from being used as a stallion. It is said that a real Xiliang good horse can gallop 200 miles in one day and night, and if there is a good rider, one person and two horses, it can gallop 300 miles in one day and one night. This maneuvering speed was unique in the era before the Eastern Han Dynasty.

In ancient China, the selection of war horses was quite strict, and the history books said: the horse is the big animal of the country; The first condition for the Qin people to choose a war horse is that the height of the horse must reach more than 5 feet 8 inches, "and after the probe and back, the two seekers between the hooves are innumerable", that is, between the front hooves and the hind hooves of the war horse, it must be one vertical and one zhang six to be qualified. With sufficient war horse resources and brave and good Qin soldiers, this is the great cause of Qin Shi Huang sweeping Liuhe and dominating the world.

After listening to Ma Liu's introduction, Xiao Yi fantasized about the majesty of galloping on a horse, and said enviously: "If there is a BMW that travels thousands of miles a day, how majestic it would be!"; Traveling thousands of miles a day? Hehe, don't dream, a good horse that can run 200 miles is a good horse; Da Niu shook his head and said.

"No, there is a BMW that travels thousands of miles a day in this world, Ma Liu's eyes became blurred, as if he was thinking about the past in pain, and said softly: "That's a red cloud......"